C2168 Exploring to Shaman(4)

At the same time, in the Dawn's resting room.

"So cute!" Palamedes carried his youngest son, who was seven years old, and used his cat face to rub it back and forth on Little Hal's face.

"Don't, don't, dad, it hurts so much —" The Leopard Boy felt like he was about to be strangled to death by his father, and it was hard to breathe